( POV Thorin Stark )
I sat across from Robb in fathers solar Jon sat beside me. A letter sat on the desk in front of us and it's contents filled me with rage who do they think they are to attack my Father, to slaughter good men of Winterfell. It was an insult that couldn't be left unanswered.
"What are you going to do about this?" Jon finally broke the silence with a question directed at Robb.
"The only thing I can." He replied and I knew what he meant. Them he looked to me
"Brother go fetch the Maester" he said and I did as he commanded
When I returned inside with the Maester I saw Robb writing a letter and looked on the desk there where a few more piled up all stamped with the Direwolf of House Stark.
"My Lord you asked for me?" The Maester questioned
"Yes these letters they are to be sent to each Lord of the North." He comanded
"If I may ask what do these letters contain" the Maester asked in a curious voice
"the Lannisters have attacked my father and his household in the streets of Kings Landing and I mean to call the banners." Robb said and in that moment he sounded a lot like father
"I'll do it right away Lord Stark" he said
"How large a host can we raise." I asked my brother
"Fifty thousand with enough time and unlimited gold, though we can only arm and feed around thirty thousand at a time." He replied
"Unfortunately where low on both" Jon replied in a grave voice
"I'm going to pray send for me if you need me." I told them both.
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( POV Thorin Stark )
I kneeled in front of the Heart tree as I had done for years before and asked for there blessing, I asked that they guide me and protect my family, my pack. I know the Old Gods ask for little but for my family I would give them the world.
"I will be marching to war soon." I spoke to the tree not truly expecting an answer
"War is different than killing a few Ironborn I've been told" I continued
"I ask that you keep my sword true and shield strong as you have all these years." I spoke again. I raised my Weirwood arm and put placed it on the Heart tree in front of me.
"Take me if you must but please spare my family." I asked in a whispered voice
"Why would we take your life when we where the ones that gave you it." Came a creaking voice from in front of me.
I looked up to see a sight i haven't seen since that day eight years ago, the eyes of the Heart tree glowed red and it's mouth was moving.
"You've spoke to me again. Why?" I asked filled with wonder at speaking to the Gods yet again
"Because you despair child of Stark, when there is no need to." It spoke, the trees voice full of wisdom
"The Old Gods are blind beyond the Neck but here in the North the Weirwoods see all" the tree continued to speak
"There are many secrets we learn of though we have never spoken them, but you Weirwood Wolf will be our champion." The tree spoke
"it has been written in the sands of time that you will go south and when your raven sours, your wolf runs free and you sound your horn the Heart trees will grow from the earth again and we will see." At some point it had began to snow though I didn't seem to realise as I was focused on the words the Old Gods where speaking
"What secrets do you speak of" I asked
"This castle has stood since Winter itself fell to the flaming sword, there are many secrets, too many to tell but the ones you seek, we will tell you how to find them."
"You must go to the deepest parts of the crypts where Brandon the Builder lays. What you find there you must bring here along with your brothers Robb and Jon, once here you will know what to do."
"I thank you Old one's of the Forrest for the knowledge you have bestowed on me." I thanked them
"Go child, we help you as you will help us, when you go south you will make us see again." The tree spoke one last time before returning to normal.
I hurried off to find the secrets that the tree spoke of.
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( POV Thorin Stark )
I was deep under the Winterfell now I the Crypts I told my brothers about my conversation with the Old Gods and they agreed that I should go and find this secret, so that's what I did. I was near now I could feel it.
When I finally reached the deepest parts of the crypt I set my eyes upon the tomb of the first King in the North the Builder himself. There was a statue that was sat atop the stone throne like all Starks after him, though the features where worn. And sat in its lap where normally a rusted iron sword would sit sat a hammer in perfect condition.
I held the hammer in my hands reverently, this was the hammer that built Winterfell, The Wall, Hightower and Storms End along with giants and magic. Though some how i new that this ancient artefact wasn't what I was sent to find so I set it back in the hands of The Builders statue and continued my search.
It was only a few minutes until I found what I was looking for eggs. Three to be exact, all a mix of white and dark blue. Placed on top of the eggs where three crowns.
The first and largest was an open circlet of hammered bronze incised with the runes of the First Men, surmounted by nine black iron spikes wrought in the shape of longswords. There where two snarling Direwolves on the front and amber was set where the eyes would be.
The two others where much the same a circlet of bronze, the runes of the First Men carved into it. They both had two snarling Direwolves on the front. The eyes of one being sapphire the other being ruby. The colour of the eyes where the only way to tell the difference between the crowns.
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( POV Thorin Stark )
We stood in front of the Heart tree each of us had a crown in our hands we knew we couldn't where them it they would have to be hidden, as would the Dragons when they where hatched. Somehow when we gazed upon them we just knew what we needed to do.
We took some of the Weirwood leaves and ground them down into a paste them infused the paste with our blood. After we did that we smeared the blood paste on the eggs and placed the eggs amongst the roots of the Heart tree. After a few minutes it began to snow but we didn't seem to feel the cold we stood there for hours until the moon was high in the sky we and the snow continued to fall.
When our wolves returned to us from where they where hunting we knew they must have sensed the dragons where close to hatchi—
*CHIRP* *CHIRP* *CHIRP*
We looked to the roots of the Heart tree immediately they where crawling out of the snow they ended up berried under they tried to roar but it sounded more like a chirp, then they tried to breath fire but they only really made sparks but the sparks where blue and instead of melting any snow it turned the snow to ice.
"Ice dragons." Jon said breathlessly
"Aye snow seems it" I replied just as amazed
Robb just continued looking at the Dragons one began to crawl to wards him so he kneeled before it and took of his glove and offered his hand to the dragon the Dragon sniffed his hand then nuzzled into it. A Dragon began to go towards Jon and another towards me. It went the same for me and Jon as it did for Robb.
I held my Dragon close to my chest he was a mainly dark blue almost black. I held him up so my brothers could see him, Alduin. I named him.
Jon held his out to for us to see, it was mostly white though it did have some dark blue parts. Parthunax he named him. Robb did the same, his was a mix of white and blue. Odahvin he named him.
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{ Authors comments }
So Ice Dragons named after dragons from Skyrim what do you think
Also I've narrowed it down love interest will either be
Dacey Mormont
Or
Asha Greyjoy